Ducks

And here are the ducks again.

Ducks were swimming about on the pond.

Haters gonna hate, ducks gonna duck, quack.

Here, throw some cheese to those ducks.

No, they won't bite. Ducks don't bite.

We'll beat the ducks right to ya.

Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry

We use ducks, Khaki Campbells, as slug control.

Ducks on the millpond, geese in the ocean,

Among wild ducks, it seems there are homosexual necrophiliacs.

Bright as a button. All the ducks in a row.

And this was the entire food web for the sea ducks.

If we can't get the shield generator fixed, we'll be sitting ducks.

We see that with the phenomenon of raising backyard hens and chickens and ducks.

And chickens and ducks and geese and turkeys are basically as dumb as dumps.

We've kept ducks for 22 years and the Khaki Campbells are the best slug eaters.

Well now, I know a lot of times we act like ducks, but you're not a duck.

And he grabs my arm and the translator's, and ducks us under a bush and says, Watch this.

There's a wildlife preserve on the river in town, if you're watching ducks that would be a good place.

And as you know, we lost about 300,000 sea ducks from the Exxon Valdez spill, and they haven't come back.

Usually this occurs when a wild flu virus circulating in ducks and farm poultry meets a pig virus, and they exchange genes.

He was eatin' 'em and he darn near ate the ducks too, except when farmer Jones come at him with his rifle.

Well, it seems that people in your position, would prefer that they move, instead of sitting in the same place for weeks as ducks.

To take advantage of when the temperature drops in the fall, geese and ducks gorge on food to prepare for the harsh realities of winter.

But they happened to be wild dogs living there, and it was right by the water, so there were swans and ducks swimming around and trees growing everywhere and bees nesting in the sugar barrels.

For hours, in fall days, I watched the ducks cunningly tack and veer and hold the middle of the pond, far from the sportsman tricks which they will have less need to practise in Louisiana bayous.

I heard the tread of a flock of geese, or else ducks, on the dry leaves in the woods by a pond hole behind my dwelling, where they had come up to feed, and the faint honk or quack of their leader as they hurried off.